I was walking down a dirt road the other day and saw something standing dead still in the middle of it. It hissed a nasty noise (I promise I saw spit!) and jumped straight up. It scared the living daylights out of me, so I ...
found myself back in my room rifling through my old comic collection. I knew that critter looked familiar, somehow. I found the comic I was looking for, gathered up my courage and headed back to where I had encountered the strange creature. It was still there, still hissing and making its way toward the other side of the dirt road. I stood there in disbelief, looking back and forth from the strange creature to my well-worn copy of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. This must have been someone's idea of a joke, because surely this "turtle" couldn't have... (J. Freeland)
been holding a pair of nunchucks, wearing an orange mask and smelling like pizza. I now believe that it was sweat and not spit that I saw. This Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle was perspiring from all the moving, jumping and wielding of his nunchucks. He was in attack mode looking for his next target, when he suddenly stopped turned and looked at me, in the eye. He was staring me down and I was paralyzed with fear not knowing what to do so I… (K. Byrd) looked him straight in the eye, glaring and staring with all of my might. At this point I had no idea what to do but I could not let him know that. Racking my brain as I gazed at this vicious beast, I remembered I too knew some ninja warrior moves that I learned while traveling in Japan. I would not let this savage, green, smelly mutant turtle get the best of me. I assumed a low defensive stance and ... (A. Bilbrey)
hoped that I would become invisible. Maybe I could just blend with the environment and become a fixture. So I held my breath, as my heart began to pound heavily. My anxiety is now taking the best of me. I know this because I have stopped breathing, nervousness is getting the best of me. I need to redirect my thinking, and try to change my thinking or maybe plan of attack. I decided to take a deep breath, and now I feel like I am living. Excitement as kicked in. . .(M. Creighton)
as I prepared to use my ninja warrior moves. Just as I was about to unleash the fury, I landed flat on my back. The turtle had very slowly moved into position and knocked me on the ground. Startled I wondered what my next move would be and what does this turtle want from me? As I got back to my feet and tried remembering my ninja warrior moves I noticed. There was no longer just one turtle on the dirt road. Out of the overgrown grass by the side the dirt road three more turtles emerged, all with the same look on their faces. As the four turtles continued staring me down as they got closer I continued to be paralyzed by fear until . . (B.Duke) _I heard, "That's not an evil alien invader but just a poor schmuck who happens to be scared out of her wits!" As, the foursome doubled over in laughter, I though to myself I must have hit my head harder than I thought when I landed on my back. Still staring in disbelief, the four started to come towards me. When they got near, the leader of the foursome told me to relax that they were not going to harm me. Instead, they were looking for an alien who had come to earth to...(K. Box) try to take over the worlds food supply as we know it and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles must try to save it. They have been looking high and low and found a lead in rural Alabama. They think that they have set up their farm down a long dirt road off the main highway in Temes, Alabama. They are looking for a group of about seven aliens who are posing as local farmers. Only there is on problem, they are not selling your average fruits and vegetables they look amazing like … (K.Byrd)
jawbreakers in every color and flavor imaginable. Apparently, anyone who eats these alien jawbreakers becomes immediately addicted to them and refuses to eat regular food anymore. The aliens are determined to get all human life addicted to these nutritionless candies so they can take all of the world's food supply for themselves! The turtles' apparent leader, a giant talking rat, told me the address of the farm they thought might be run by the aliens. I realized it was nearby, just down the road from my family's own farm which is why the first turtle must have taken me for an alien. The turtles and rat hopped into the back of my truck and we headed down the road to the alien farm. When we got there, we saw rows and rows of strange plants with splotchy, multicolor leaves and short figures garbed in silver harvesting the strange jawbreakers from the plants. A little farther down the road were half a dozen huge barns that had... (J. Freeland)
large towers which seemed to be emitting a strange multicolored light. What could this light be? The turtles and I inched closer to see what we could find. It seemed as though these evil aliens were communicating with the “outer” world through these towers. Could they be sending information about our world's food supply and how they were going to overtake it? Or were they sending out subliminal messages to the humans in order to help their evil ways? As we approached the towers we noticed… (A. Bilbrey)
security cameras posted everywhere. “These must not be regular old towers like the ones back home,” I said to my new shelled friends. We had to make it to those towers without being seen. Whatever wierd signel the silver creatures were emitting from the towers had to be stopped! We lowered ourselves into the ditch that ran between the dusty dirt road and the endless fields of the aliens addictive jawbreakers from outer space. We tried to hold our heads down, so we wouldn’t be spotted. Unfortunately, hiding four human size turtles in a small ditch is like hiding an elephant in your living room; it doesn’t work! The aliens in their silver harvesting suits soon spotted several shapes skulking about in the ditch. They immediately called for help, and then . . . (K. Balius)out of the sky came an immense silver object hovering down to the ground. I could not believe my eyes. The object was so bright, with multi-colored lights emmiting from the bottom. It reminded me of disco. If I could only be there. What joy would that be? Then, all of a sudden the object started making a horrible loud noise, and then wobbled. The array of lights that were all spinning beautifully, began to flash. It was a strong, intense light show. Was it falling? Failing? Or, just maybe they spotted us. . . (M. Creighton)
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We tried to hide ourselves even lower into the ditch when a bright light illuminated us all. My first thought was that we were all going to die, then we heard a voice. The voice was as loud as thunder and seemed to be coming from all directions at once. The voice said, "We haven't come to earth to hurt you, we just want your help in harvesting these jawbreakers and distributing them to all your friends and family." Suddenly, I had an idea. We could pretend to help the aliens. Once we make it onboard their spaceship we could...(K.Box)
easily infiltrate their system. The alien intruders as of this point did not suspect us of anything out of the ordinary; they had no idea we were here to defeat them. We agreed with greater enthusiasm than necessary. The bright encompassing light somehow became even brighter. It enveloped our bodies and erased the visible in blinding light. Soon, we reappeared on what appeared to be the deck of this massive metallic marvel of a ship; it was an intimidating site. The aliens were going about their various posts and monitoring all kinds of gadgets. In the center of the room stood a loan swivel command chair, and it spun around slowly to reveal . . . (K. Balius) Regis Philbin! Regis was the leader of the entire operation. He smiled at us, stood, and paced back and forth. He asked, "You and your turtle friends think that you are smart, right?" He continued, "That you are going to pretend to help harvest the candy and sabotage the mission? Do not be so naive, I see this happen all too often. A group of teenage mutant turtles think they are going to stop us and they always fail." I could not think straight as I was confused as to why Regis Philbin was in charge of the operations. He must have noticed my puzzled look and continued to explain that he was an alien and that his talk show was a means of interviewing humans to better understand the humans and the food supply. His years of research had helped him better understand the world. Of course it made sense; the one person that was going to take us over was the same person that everyone liked. With Regis Philbin and the aliens in control it looked like there was no hope until . . .
(B. Duke)
Leonardo the Turtle quietly crept abroad the ship, and secretively found the computer plant multi-plexor that allowed the plants to grow in the earth's atmoshere. These are the plants that are growing the deadly jawbreakers. As he was trying to reprogram the computer system, along struts Kelly Rippa in her five inch heels, swaying her blond hair. he says to Leonardo, "What do you think you are doing?" Leonardo replied. . . (M. Creighton)
Don't Go Near that Wacked-Out Turtle!
I was walking down a dirt road the other day and saw something standing dead still in the middle of it. It hissed a nasty noise (I promise I saw spit!) and jumped straight up. It scared the living daylights out of me, so I ...
found myself back in my room rifling through my old comic collection. I knew that critter looked familiar, somehow. I found the comic I was looking for, gathered up my courage and headed back to where I had encountered the strange creature. It was still there, still hissing and making its way toward the other side of the dirt road. I stood there in disbelief, looking back and forth from the strange creature to my well-worn copy of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. This must have been someone's idea of a joke, because surely this "turtle" couldn't have... (J. Freeland)
been holding a pair of nunchucks, wearing an orange mask and smelling like pizza. I now believe that it was sweat and not spit that I saw. This Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle was perspiring from all the moving, jumping and wielding of his nunchucks. He was in attack mode looking for his next target, when he suddenly stopped turned and looked at me, in the eye. He was staring me down and I was paralyzed with fear not knowing what to do so I… (K. Byrd)
looked him straight in the eye, glaring and staring with all of my might. At this point I had no idea what to do but I could not let him know that. Racking my brain as I gazed at this vicious beast, I remembered I too knew some ninja warrior moves that I learned while traveling in Japan. I would not let this savage, green, smelly mutant turtle get the best of me. I assumed a low defensive stance and ... (A. Bilbrey)
hoped that I would become invisible. Maybe I could just blend with the environment and become a fixture. So I held my breath, as my heart began to pound heavily. My anxiety is now taking the best of me. I know this because I have stopped breathing, nervousness is getting the best of me. I need to redirect my thinking, and try to change my thinking or maybe plan of attack. I decided to take a deep breath, and now I feel like I am living. Excitement as kicked in. . .(M. Creighton)
as I prepared to use my ninja warrior moves. Just as I was about to unleash the fury, I landed flat on my back. The turtle had very slowly moved into position and knocked me on the ground. Startled I wondered what my next move would be and what does this turtle want from me? As I got back to my feet and tried remembering my ninja warrior moves I noticed. There was no longer just one turtle on the dirt road. Out of the overgrown grass by the side the dirt road three more turtles emerged, all with the same look on their faces. As the four turtles continued staring me down as they got closer I continued to be paralyzed by fear until . . (B.Duke)
_I heard, "That's not an evil alien invader but just a poor schmuck who happens to be scared out of her wits!" As, the foursome doubled over in laughter, I though to myself I must have hit my head harder than I thought when I landed on my back. Still staring in disbelief, the four started to come towards me. When they got near, the leader of the foursome told me to relax that they were not going to harm me. Instead, they were looking for an alien who had come to earth to...(K. Box)
try to take over the worlds food supply as we know it and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles must try to save it. They have been looking high and low and found a lead in rural Alabama. They think that they have set up their farm down a long dirt road off the main highway in Temes, Alabama. They are looking for a group of about seven aliens who are posing as local farmers. Only there is on problem, they are not selling your average fruits and vegetables they look amazing like … (K.Byrd)
jawbreakers in every color and flavor imaginable. Apparently, anyone who eats these alien jawbreakers becomes immediately addicted to them and refuses to eat regular food anymore. The aliens are determined to get all human life addicted to these nutritionless candies so they can take all of the world's food supply for themselves! The turtles' apparent leader, a giant talking rat, told me the address of the farm they thought might be run by the aliens. I realized it was nearby, just down the road from my family's own farm which is why the first turtle must have taken me for an alien. The turtles and rat hopped into the back of my truck and we headed down the road to the alien farm. When we got there, we saw rows and rows of strange plants with splotchy, multicolor leaves and short figures garbed in silver harvesting the strange jawbreakers from the plants. A little farther down the road were half a dozen huge barns that had... (J. Freeland)
large towers which seemed to be emitting a strange multicolored light. What could this light be? The turtles and I inched closer to see what we could find. It seemed as though these evil aliens were communicating with the “outer” world through these towers. Could they be sending information about our world's food supply and how they were going to overtake it? Or were they sending out subliminal messages to the humans in order to help their evil ways? As we approached the towers we noticed… (A. Bilbrey)
security cameras posted everywhere. “These must not be regular old towers like the ones back home,” I said to my new shelled friends. We had to make it to those towers without being seen. Whatever wierd signel the silver creatures were emitting from the towers had to be stopped! We lowered ourselves into the ditch that ran between the dusty dirt road and the endless fields of the aliens addictive jawbreakers from outer space. We tried to hold our heads down, so we wouldn’t be spotted. Unfortunately, hiding four human size turtles in a small ditch is like hiding an elephant in your living room; it doesn’t work! The aliens in their silver harvesting suits soon spotted several shapes skulking about in the ditch. They immediately called for help, and then . . . (K. Balius)out of the sky came an immense silver object hovering down to the ground. I could not believe my eyes. The object was so bright, with multi-colored lights emmiting from the bottom. It reminded me of disco. If I could only be there. What joy would that be? Then, all of a sudden the object started making a horrible loud noise, and then wobbled. The array of lights that were all spinning beautifully, began to flash. It was a strong, intense light show. Was it falling? Failing? Or, just maybe they spotted us. . . (M. Creighton)
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We tried to hide ourselves even lower into the ditch when a bright light illuminated us all. My first thought was that we were all going to die, then we heard a voice. The voice was as loud as thunder and seemed to be coming from all directions at once. The voice said, "We haven't come to earth to hurt you, we just want your help in harvesting these jawbreakers and distributing them to all your friends and family." Suddenly, I had an idea. We could pretend to help the aliens. Once we make it onboard their spaceship we could...(K.Box)
easily infiltrate their system. The alien intruders as of this point did not suspect us of anything out of the ordinary; they had no idea we were here to defeat them. We agreed with greater enthusiasm than necessary. The bright encompassing light somehow became even brighter. It enveloped our bodies and erased the visible in blinding light. Soon, we reappeared on what appeared to be the deck of this massive metallic marvel of a ship; it was an intimidating site. The aliens were going about their various posts and monitoring all kinds of gadgets. In the center of the room stood a loan swivel command chair, and it spun around slowly to reveal . . . (K. Balius)
Regis Philbin! Regis was the leader of the entire operation. He smiled at us, stood, and paced back and forth. He asked, "You and your turtle friends think that you are smart, right?" He continued, "That you are going to pretend to help harvest the candy and sabotage the mission? Do not be so naive, I see this happen all too often. A group of teenage mutant turtles think they are going to stop us and they always fail." I could not think straight as I was confused as to why Regis Philbin was in charge of the operations. He must have noticed my puzzled look and continued to explain that he was an alien and that his talk show was a means of interviewing humans to better understand the humans and the food supply. His years of research had helped him better understand the world. Of course it made sense; the one person that was going to take us over was the same person that everyone liked. With Regis Philbin and the aliens in control it looked like there was no hope until . . .
(B. Duke)
Leonardo the Turtle quietly crept abroad the ship, and secretively found the computer plant multi-plexor that allowed the plants to grow in the earth's atmoshere. These are the plants that are growing the deadly jawbreakers. As he was trying to reprogram the computer system, along struts Kelly Rippa in her five inch heels, swaying her blond hair. he says to Leonardo, "What do you think you are doing?" Leonardo replied. . . (M. Creighton)